I was in New York this past Saturday, to have dinner with my mom and some very very old friends of hers, and their daughters. It turned out to be a lot better than I had anticipated. I'm one of those dorks who doesn't mind shit like that, though.

We went out to eat at an Italian restaurant. I had shrimps marinara, which was 6 shrimp over linguine with marinara sauce. It was one of the best meals I've had out in a while, and definitely the best Italian I've had in a loooong time. (I'm not a big Italian person). I also ordered a wine, and I forget what it was, but it was realllly good as well. A white. Simply delicious. And the bill was only $140 for eight of us.

My mom and I walked back to Penn Station from the restaurant. It wasn't foggy, per se, but the clouds were so low that you couldn't see the tops of any of the skyscarpers.